Chapter 89: Interstellar Mecha Female Boss 19
Fancy is actually a very affectionate woman.
For her, the likelihood of falling in love with someone is lower than the likelihood that she will quit smoking and not worship money.
Not to mention Qu Yan, who has only been together for a few months, even the ancestors who have been together for ten years, she can control her heart.
Sometimes Fancy will ask herself very seriously, did she ever love her ancestors?
Maybe there will be a little bit when you are young and pregnant.
On the bright side, the powerful people in the Beijing circle know that she is the Jiao of the ancestral Jinwu Zang.
Friends in the wine and meat field ridiculed the ancestor for buying a heavenly immortal and going back, not daring to let people see it and be remembered.
The ancestor smiled and took a sip of wine without speaking.
Friends on the official career regretted that the ancestor's original spotless resume was defiled in vain, and his black gauze hat was dirty.
Fancy is the filth.
Her appearance broke all the previous principles of her ancestors.
Not only did he spend a lot of money, but he didn't fit the image of a good public servant of the people at all.
He also did not shy away from the place of Fengyun to raise Oiran back.
even used his private power to help the little lover of the Oiran clean up the mess and leave a bunch of handles.
Before that, there were countless people who wanted to bring down their ancestors.
Many people can't figure it out, the ancestors have been in the career for so many years, they are quite cautious, and they don't leave the slightest handle, how can they be planted in the beauty of the pass.
The appearance of fancy is equivalent to opening an opening for these enemies, giving them a chance to take advantage of it.
At that time, the ancestor withstood pressure from all directions, withstood countless crises of falling from power, and never sent her away.
Fancy is grateful to him.
And the ancestors are different from other magnates.
Men will always dislike and hate women like them, they only know how to enjoy and take, and they do not consider their dignity and feelings at all.
It was her ancestors who made her feel like a person, not a plaything.
As long as she doesn't anger his bottom line, he will give her a dignified and luxurious life.
But she was so fancy, she didn't dare to love him, or even like him.
My aunt always said that feelings are taboo for women like them, and falling in love with the gold lord means that both people and money are empty.
There are too few powerful people who can marry a lover, and even if they like it, they stop at bed.
Although the ancestor never married, he never said that he wanted to marry her.
As early as the moment she was with him, she broke off the idea that she could marry him.
As it turned out, she was right.
The ancestors doted on her, followed her, and gave whatever they wanted,
But the premise of all this is that she is his shadow, the sword of his career, and the beautiful scorpion who kills for him and removes all obstacles.
You can't betray him.
Can't leave him.
Fancy shook his head, trying to throw out everything about his ancestors.
She still has to hurry up and earn enough points to earn 10,000 points.
Hopefully, when she returns to the real world, the ancestor will return.
She is both prosperous and lost with her ancestors.
He's down, and there's no one to cover her business.
If she dies, there will be no one to do anything for her.
Fancy open the star network to search for about the commander of the army group, Eric. Kelly the man.
There is only a simple life of him on the Internet.
Eric is 51 years old, a well-known battleship command expert, and a youth educator.
And then there's a whole bunch of awards he's won in his life.
Fancy flipped through some of his photos again.
flipped through the pages and suddenly found a photo of him shaking hands with Xi Zheng.
Look at the date is 10 years ago.
She checked some comments on the Internet again and realized that Xi Zheng's relationship with him was not very good.
It seems that in the early years, because of some different points of view, the two sides did not like each other.
Even in some interviews, it can be seen that the friendly relationship between the two is about to be unable to maintain even face.
Seeing this, a big stone in my heart fell to the ground.
If Xi Zheng and Eric wore a pair of pants, it would be a big trouble.
Fancy guesses that Eric may be trying to get Qu Yan to his special training center for the youth of the Army.
Oops, the old man is very bad.
But there is one thing that has never been figured out, that is, is the song worth such a lot of trouble for Eric to dig into his own hands?
What does he really value in Quyan?
His talent, or something else?
Fancy looked at Eric's picture on the screen, narrowed his fox eyes, and gestured with his finger to his eyebrows to shoot.
On the weekend of the next day, Fancy went to the hotel to see if Qu Yan was better, and planned to ask him something.
Qu Yan got up very early, lying on the bay window of the hotel and looking at the street scene in a daze.
Hearing the fancy sound of entering the door, he didn't look back, but just said softly:
"Shishi, I want to drop out of school and serve."
Fancy threw the change of clothes he brought to him on the bed and said, "Service? Are you having your brain? What nerves do you have? ”
Serving is to drop out of school to participate in mecha warfare, and it is necessary to sign a "sell-out" agreement with the state.
The weapon is not long-sighted, and he is really on the battlefield, who knows if his little life can be saved.
Fancy stared at him like this, didn't she just hope that he would live to the end safely.
There is absolutely no way that he will be allowed to serve.
Qu Yan continued to lie on the window like a small animal with a drooping head, and did not say anything about the fancy objections.
He was always so submissive, quiet as a kitten she raised.
"Come here." Fancy sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to him.
Qu Yan slowly stood up when he heard the voice, moved to her and squatted down again, resting his chin on her lap and raising his eyes to look at her.
Fancy touched his forehead, which had returned to normal body temperature.
Last night the fever was quite terrifying, and everyone was burned and confused, so fancy that he was almost sent to the children's emergency room.
Fancy said: "Don't think about the service, it's too dangerous, even if you want to go, you have to go with me, don't make your own decision, dare to sign up behind my back, I will definitely kill you......"
Qu Yan raised her eyes and saw that her lips were closed one by one, and her long soft hair was scattered on her back, emitting a faint fragrance.
The smell went all the way to his nose, to his respiratory tract, to the tip of his heart, and to fill his entire atrium.
He couldn't seem to hear what she was saying, and a thought swirled around him three hundred and sixty degrees: she smelled so good, he wanted to smell it closer......
As he was talking, he found that the baby was a little distracted, and he was just about to give him a look to bring him back to his senses, when he suddenly stood up.
"What for?" Fancy strange asked.
Qu Yan suddenly pushed her down on the bed, buried his head in her neck, and sprinkled his hot breath on her skin.
Fancy hair is going to stand on end.
She overlooked one thing, no matter how young Qu Yan was her mental age, he was also a man.
In the face of the girl he loves, he is inevitably impulsive.
Fancy was about to push him away, when suddenly he was heard whispering in a voice above his head:
"Don't move, I'll hold and hold you and smell it, and don't do anything else."